15. And when the chief priests and scribes saw the wonderful things that he did, and the children crying in the temple, and saying, Hosanna to the Son of David; they were sore displeased,
16. And said unto him, Hearest thou what these say? And Jesus saith unto them, Yea; have ye never read, Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings thou hast perfected praise?
Some of us have been spending a lot more time with our children that we used to. For better or worse that’s the new normal in this pandemic. Tuesday I participated in a round table discussion that focused on “Parenting in a Pandemic” with other FCC moms and dads. It was eye-opening. Our new normal includes teaching children how to work from home, stay focused, be on a screen but not indulge in too much screen time. We are spending our days dodging questions and trying to get our own work done. Many of us are failing our standards. Many of us are struggling with trying to balance how much time we give our kids and how much time we give our work, our housework, and not to mention navigating the safety of running errands.
In Biblical times children were not regarded as they are now. It’s funny to read passages that call for strict adherence to laws and rules for kids and having your own crazy little people running around. Maybe that’s why we are referred to as God’s children because we too struggle with the rules, we struggle to be still amidst the storm, we are constantly seeking and asking. Children are always learning, always growing and so are we in our walk of faith.
Last night I promised my oldest son that if he tried to color within the lines he could hang his picture up in his room. This was just the dangling carrot that got him to sit down and focus. When he was finished he had done his best to stay in the lines so we grabbed the tape and headed up to his room to hang his “masterpiece.” His messy Toy Story 2 coloring page was indeed a masterpiece (it wasn’t.) He was so proud of his effort despite the imperfect picture he had created because let’s face it at three and a half years old, patience and focus aren’t strong skills. I look at his “masterpiece” and think about how it truly is an amazing work of art because it’s the best he could do in that moment and that’s enough for him. He wasn’t winging and whining about the straying colors leaking from the black boundaries of the image, he was thrilled with the process and joyed to have created something that he can hang on his wall. It does what it was created to do even if not a work of art that you would see in an art gallery. I realized last night that our pictures might be messy but they’re the masterpieces we are making so let’s proudly display the messy masterpieces we are creating. Out of the mouth of my babe was the perfect message that I needed to hear.
Dear Heavenly Father, help us today to see the messiness of our lives and this pandemic as the masterpiece that our lives really are. Give us the strength to see past the hardship and to the beauty that is life. Give us the eyes and tongues of children so that we may find our perfect praise for you today. In Jesus’s name we pray, amen.